Just as she was about slipping completely into the galaxy, she felt him try to pull away, so subconsciously she reached down swiftly, and grabbed his head with her two hands, holding him down.
"Don't even think of it." She gritted with tightly shut eyes, shoving his face into her pussy. She asked a woman on a mission and he was trying to pull her out. She really couldn't accept it.
Chuckling, he carried on his actions, but slower than before, knowing it was going to irk her even more.
"Tristan." She whined as frustration had begun to creep in, causing the distance between she and her galaxy to lengthen.
He raised his head from in-between her legs, with little resistance this time as she didn't see the point holding him down, while he smiled coyly, beyond joyous that he had driven his point home.
